Once upon a morning sunrise
I saw a fairy princess
The sight was like a fair vision
And then I heard the sweet heart cries
Of a gorgeous symphony
The music played on my heart strings
Both full of joy and sorrow
It was then I loved with my all
The fairy girl with silken wings
Upon that sunlit morning
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Sometimes poetry can sooth the soul, other times it stirs. Sometimes poetry can be an out, other times it is an in.
I just thank God for the words he gave us and the courage to use them for His glory.
I have often said that mypoetry writes itself. God indeed has blessed me, and for that I’ll join you in giving thanks.